Song You'ai was fuming over the girl repeatedly asking her daughter, "Why aren't you dead yet?"
The girl had a loose tongue and had cursed her precious daughter several times now. Even a saint would have lost their temper.
So when she heard Chen Chong's question, she just shot him a cold glance and replied in an official tone, "We came from the Capital to help you, but we have very limited food and water. Ultimately, you need to rely on yourselves. You can't depend on others for everything."
Chen Jiajia was not happy to hear this. "I know you, too. Stop acting so high and mighty. I see you're just abusing your authority for personal reasons and don't want to give us any supplies."
"You came from the Capital, so the base must have given you food supplies. You're just using your position to settle a personal score! We're all people waiting to be rescued, so how come they get food and we don't? What is this if not blatant favoritism?"
